The graceful dancing posture of the dancer Tsing Yi and others in the rose square is between the long-sleeved dance, the graceful figure looms in the smooth and graceful dance steps, and looms under the fluttering brilliance of the neon dress, supplemented by the willow heart like the graceful piano sound of the mountain and the crisp throat-opening chant like a yellow oriole.
Nowadays, prostitution is a kind of amorous rather than obscene, as long as you are willing, as long as you pay for the equal exchange of wealth, you can embrace the beauty and seek pleasure at will, there will be no trouble, and there is no moral stain.
Liu Xinru, as the top brand of the Rose Fang, has always been a performer and not a person.
As for the dancers in Tsing Yi, they can pay to play, and it is not a problem to accompany the wine and singing.
Therefore, the process of dancing is not only a process of warming up for the tea party, but also a process of prostitutes-women selling and prostitutes inspecting goods.
Although Kong Sheng sat there upright, looking at his nose and nose, his eyes were slightly closed, in fact, the corner of his eyes never left Liu Nian and Zhou Chang who were sitting on the main seat.
When he saw the singer dancing, when the scholars were in a trance, Kong Sheng saw the two of them bowing their heads and whispering, with strange expressions, and his heart floated with a deeper vigilance.
Strategically, of course, we must despise the enemy, but tactically, we must not despise the enemy.
After singing and dancing, the prostitutes in Tsing Yi also found their own suitable buyers, and they snuggled up to the side while throwing their arms and whispering softly: "Lang Jun, please drink tea" The young gentlemen laughed one after another, then each took a drink, and took the opportunity to put his hands on the plump and gorgeous body, and was very happy.
Seeing that the scene was a little charming and chaotic, for fear of delaying their own business, Zhou Chang and Liu Nian secretly exchanged a look, but Zhou Chang got up and interrupted everyone's fragrance on the grounds of tea: "Everyone, today's tea party for my generation, the so-called meeting friends with literature."
Beauty, fragrant tea, wonderful dance, complement each other, how can there be no poetry" As soon as his words fell, his friend Xue Jiao laughed, his provocative gaze fell on Kong Sheng, and the void clenched his fist slightly: "Brother Zhou is reasonable.
Xue heard that the Confucian family Xiaolang Jun is talented and talented, and his talent is peerless, and the Wangjianglou poetry will be a blockbuster.
Others chimed in.
Obviously, these are all routines that have been discussed in advance, and these people have a close relationship with Zhou Chang, so they naturally want to beat the side drum for him as a foil.
The spearhead was immediately aimed at Kong Sheng.
Liu Nian secretly sneered, Zhou Chang seemed to be smiling, and most of the scholars were waiting to see the excitement.
How else can it be said that since ancient times, the infamous reputation of Kong Sheng was suddenly replaced by an amazing name, and he got the nickname of the leader in the poem, which caused the jealousy of many young scholars.
Seeing this group of people behaving like this, Kong Sheng sneered in his heart, and his expression remained unchanged.
Is it really just to test poetry, and want to rely on poetry to suppress yourself, if this is the case, Zhou Chang and these people are definitely humiliating.
Kong Sheng's mind was full of thoughts, and he knew that it would not be so simple, the so-called poetry and writing competition was just a small dish for the mouth, and the real drama was still to come.
Since it is a Hongmen banquet, it is indispensable to miss the sword-dancing Xiang Zhuang, and after a while, it is indispensable to tear off the disguise to reveal a hideous face and a sharp murder weapon.
Kong Sheng smiled indifferently, sat there and bowed his hand and declined: "Kong is a shallow learner, where can he compare with you, in this eagerness, he can't make poems, so he won't be ugly." ” Kong Sheng made up his mind, if Zhou Chang was just fighting for fame, then it would be okay for him to be in the limelight.
But if Zhou Chang has sinister intentions, and he really wants to go in and out with a white knife with him, then don't blame him for turning his face and being ruthless.
Xue Jiao saw Kong Sheng's resignation, so he pretended to be disdainful and said: "Since you are the leader of the Wangjianglou Poetry Society, why should the Kong family Xiaolang be too humble Unless you admit that you deceive the world and steal your name, otherwise" "Otherwise," Kong Sheng said.
"To tell you the truth, you are the leader of the poetry club, and my generation is not convinced.
If you can't chant poetry on the spot to convince the public, don't blame us for jointly writing a letter and expelling you from the city as a villain who corrupted Shilin, and from now on, Jiangnan Shizi will never be with you," Xue Jiao said proudly.
You are not with me yet, if I don't think about it for the time being, you little boys are not qualified to lift shoes for Lao Tzu Kong Sheng couldn't help but laugh.
He suddenly turned his head to look at Zhou Chang and Liu Nian: "Kong Mou's talent is far inferior to Brother Zhou and Liu Jun's second son, since it is a friend with Wen, as the master of the tea party, the two of them must solve the problem first, and then Kong Mou can follow suit." ” Zhou Chang had already prepared, and when he saw Kong Sheng pushing the ball over, he was not afraid, so he got up and said loudly: "Zhou is not talented, there is a poem to throw bricks and attract jade." ” "Dogwood mixes water and sand springs, and tiles burn pine and jade.
But I like to serve the children to try the tea, and sweep the morning glow with the elixir.
Zhou Chang finished groaning in one breath, a little self-satisfied, and immediately, everyone applauded.
This poem was specially made by Zhou Chang for the occasion of this tea party, and he came prepared to try to suppress Kong Sheng.
Xue Jiao brushed his sleeves again: "Brother Zhou is worthy of being the leader of my generation of Jiangnan scholars.
This poem is to the point and really wonderful.
Kong Sheng, do you still want to shirk now?"
Kong Sheng smiled and was about to sneer at each other, but when he saw Liu Tong, a slave of the Liu Mansion, commanding the maid Tian'er and others, who were in charge of cooking tea, to walk around the field with a copper tea tray and come up to serve tea, he couldn't help but feel suspicious in his heart.
His eye for detail is extremely discerning, and this is closely related to his defensive and cautious nature: he finds that the navy blue sunflower tea cups on the tray are the same, but the trays are different, and one of them is a different black tray.
This kind of subtlety, if it weren't for Kong Sheng, would never be able to perceive it.
Kong Sheng's expression was calm, and he waited to see what happened.
Sure enough, the maid Tian'er circled the scene, and the black teacup was quietly placed on the table in front of him.
Kong Sheng glanced at the tea soup, the soup was green and clear, and it was not turbid.
But obviously, there must be a ghost in this unusual tea.
To poison or drug himself, such an inferior trick, a hint of mockery flashed across the corners of Kong Sheng's mouth.
He also thought that Zhou Chang and Liu Nian could have some tricks when they were conspiring for a long time, and it turned out to be this After serving tea, Zhou Chang and Liu Nian raised their lamps to invite them to drink: "Everyone, please drink this cup" Kong Sheng picked up the teacup and seemed to drink it all, but in fact, he poured the entire tea soup into the wooden bowl on one side with the wave of the sleeve of his robe.
His movements were so fast and so clever that no one noticed.
It's just that Liu Xinru, who was sitting behind him, raised her eyebrows, saw Kong Sheng's small movements without a trace, and a trace of wonder flashed in her eyes, but her pretty face immediately turned pale.
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A hint of joy quickly flashed in Zhou Chang's eyes, and he immediately glanced at Liu Nian, he was still calm and could hold it, but Liu Nian smiled.
Xue Jiao raised his hand and pointed at it, still reluctant to let go: "Kong Sheng, there are poems to sing" On top of the Wenhui, he urged again and again, if Kong Sheng didn't appear again, he would naturally lose in momentum.
If he is caught by this group of boring scholars and makes a big fuss, it will affect the overall planning of his life for Kong Sheng.
Kong Sheng smiled faintly and got up, Liu Xin's eyes were as deep as water on Kong Sheng's back, his heart was uneasy, but he was still full of a few traces of expectation.
If Kong Sheng can sing a masterpiece from her attic, then she will be honored to meet it.
As for Liu Nian and Zhou Chang, the two young men who want to make ghosts here, even if she finds out, she can't do anything about it.
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